When I woke up his cat was sleeping on my face and i had scratch marks on my neck. not happy.
only room for one pussy in that bed.
i was like the pretty and slutty 8th grade girl who goes to a party, gets wasted, and ends up having sex with a senoir
details?
alcohol + bed + penis = sex
you were licking his little sister's watercolors and trying to paint with your tongue.
So, halfway through sex he stops and starts crying. He said he's worried god hates him for all his bad decisions...think he meant to imply I was one of them...
A guy at the bar bought me a jag bomb because I'm the chick that frosts his donuts at KT. Never have I been more proud of being a failure at life.
I was gonna make fun of her but that plan kinda stopped once she put my dick in her mouth
I now realize that they made gum to take the taste of dick out of your mouth.
My google history shows every combination of "red lobster cheesy biscuits" possible.
Wasn't a date. In exchange for artichoke dip I received a bj. And sex. It was a transaction.
I can feel the fear and stress bubbling in my stomach. Or maybe that is the pregnancy.
Damn, it's been so long since I had sex I could use the cobwebs from my vagina to decorate for Halloween.
there are casual beer cans in all of the public trashes, i belong here
eh, I feel I'm heading for a breakdown and I need to get it out of the way before I start writing that lab report.
How many times do I have to tell you I'm not bisexual.
.....unless there is alcohol involved
The bartender remember my drink from last sat. I think we just became drocals...drunk. locals.
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